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Stop breaking your eggs before I can pick them up or I’m gonna break your kneecaps.
Man, I sound so tough.
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Have you not noticed that my knee caps (actually ankles) have already been positioned in the broken leg direction! Who’s tough?…and I’m still scratching out a living!
Do try more protein, hard fake eggs and softer bedding….quick…before I start eating the eggs too….
PS…..otherwise scrambled eggs…..with barn yard salt and pepper…yummm!
PS….Whisper and tell Roo I need to talk to him…ha!
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